Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

The scene of devouring its own kind was bloody and brutal, striking straight to the heart.

Min Xiao and the other demon lords stood frozen in place, feeling a chill originating from the depths of their blood surge up their spines and instantly freeze their limbs and bones.

Witnessing Xie Qingwu, a fellow demon lord, being torn apart and swallowed, a sense of sorrow for their kind and fear of being unable to protect themselves clung to their demonic souls like poisonous vines.

The Shi Yubai before them still exuded the familiar demonic aura, but it was mixed with a strange, chilling quality that was completely unfamiliar to them. It was as if an invisible, unfathomable abyss stood between them and this "Demon Lord," making them no longer of the same kind.

What flowed in its crimson eyes was no longer the frenzied desire for conquest and destruction of the demon race, but a more primal and naked greed, like looking down at livestock waiting to be slaughtered in a pen.

With each bite he absorbed, the suffocating demonic power around him surged, becoming so thick it almost materialized, suffocating the demonic energy of the demon lords and nearly causing them to kneel in fear.

In Min Xiao's mind, alarm bells rang wildly, every cell screaming and urging: He must find a way to escape! This Fiend is no longer the same as before, and may not even be a pure vessel for the Demon Lord anymore. The unknown existence gestating within it has completely spiraled out of control, and the next one to be devoured may be himself!

He quietly raised his head and looked at the Demon-Sealing Array, which had been fully formed and was slowly pressing down with the majestic power of heaven. The golden runes were like the laws of heaven, weaving a vast net.

At this moment, the formation that originally represented destruction and confinement absurdly took on a sense of "safety" in his eyes—even being sealed and slumbering in endless darkness was far better than being chewed up and devoured alive by the Lord of the Same Origin, becoming sustenance for his madness! The Demon Clan's grand ambitions and expansion of territory seemed so insignificant compared to the survival of his own life.

If we are defeated, we can lie low and wait for the right opportunity in the future; but if we lose our lives here, everything will be in vain!

In the blink of an eye, Min Xiao's figure had already retreated several feet like a ghost, and he had subtly protected the few demon lords who were still in shock and disbelief in front of him. If Shi Yubai's appetite were to return, some flesh and blood would be needed to fill that bottomless pit of a stomach.

If you eat them, you can't eat him.

"It is better to die than to die, my friend"—this principle applies everywhere.

On the other side, Jun Ningdao's icy fingertips gently brushed against the life tablet in her bosom, which represented her disciple's life being safe. Her tense mind finally relaxed slightly.

As long as those children are safe and sound, and the sect's flame can be preserved, that is the greatest comfort at present.

She raised her eyes, her cold gaze like that of ancient ice, locking onto Shi Yubai, who remained arrogant and disdainful despite the overwhelming array. She had already made the most resolute decision in her heart.

If this Demon-Sealing Array, which embodies countless efforts of the Immortal Sect, still cannot restrain it... then the only option is to take that final step, to draw upon the power of the very foundation of heaven and earth. Even if the price is the destruction of mountains and rivers, the severe damage to the cultivation world's vitality, or even the mutual destruction with the Demon Lord, we will absolutely not allow this fiend to step out of this place and wreak havoc on the world!

This thought is not unique to Jun Ning.

Beneath the vast sky, all the sect leaders, elders, and even the Demon Lord Wuzhi were of one mind—perhaps it was destined the moment their disciple, who had poured out his heart and soul, jumped into the abyss.

Their figures, scattered like stars in the sky, quietly dispersed according to mysterious directions, their energy interconnected, subtly forming a larger encirclement that firmly sealed off the core area where demonic energy was at its peak.

Those disciples with slightly lower cultivation levels had already been guided by gentle yet firm spiritual light by their respective leaders and quickly retreated to the outer edge of the battle circle.

Countless gazes met, silent yet reflecting the same resolute determination: "Better to be a broken piece of jade than a whole piece of tile."

At this moment, Shi Yubai, who had devoured Xie Qingwu, had undergone a terrifying transformation.

The original human-like outline was being forcibly stretched and twisted by a brute force, with jagged bone spurs bursting out of the body, and the scales covering it becoming increasingly dark and deep, as if they could devour all light.

On the demonic body, the previously faintly visible painful face became clearer, and the wails and cries intertwined into a blasphemous chorus that confused the mind.

Standing there, he was like a walking source of calamity, gathering all the malice and filth in the world.

Just then, the power of the Demon-Sealing Array surged to its peak!

Thousands of golden runes, like dragons coming to life, peeled away from the net of light, transforming into countless chains of order as thick as bowls and shimmering with a sacred luster. Accompanied by the Daoist chants that penetrate heaven and earth, they were like heavenly thunder and lightning, or like the Milky Way pouring down, coiling upwards from all directions, attempting to completely bind and suppress this world-destroying demon!

The chains shimmered with ever-changing light, and a vast and powerful purifying force surged like a tide, impacting the demonic domain surrounding Shi Yubai.

However, faced with this immense power capable of crushing mountains and rivers into dust, Shi Yubai only let out a deep, thunderous roar. His demonic body trembled violently, snapping the golden chains that were wrapping around him straight, making a teeth-grinding "crunch" sound. He was clearly under great suppression, but his demonic power did not diminish as quickly as expected.

He seemed to be completely enraged by this persistent entanglement, and the last trace of rationality in his crimson eyes was extinguished, replaced by pure, all-consuming madness.

"To be devoured by me and become a part of my power is the supreme glory of you ants!"

He roared, tearing away even the last fig leaf, and his huge demonic claws reached out fiercely, no longer distinguishing between friend and foe, directly grabbing at the demon lords and demon generals who were slowed down by the array and trembling due to the suppression of their bloodlines!

The demons, as if waking from a dream, were terrified!

They originally thought that the appearance of the Demon Lord would lead them to conquer the cultivation world and share glory. Little did they expect that the first step of this "glory" would be to become food for the Demon Lord and be harvested by him personally! They became pigs and sheep being sharpened with knives.

In a true sense, the first sword strike after landing is to cut down one's own people.

In an instant, demonic shadows swirled and wailing filled the air.

Those demons who were closer were most suppressed by the formation, and coupled with the natural fear stemming from their Demon Lord bloodline, they had no way to escape.

Wherever the demonic claws passed, flesh and blood crumbled like a torrential downpour. The solid demonic core was forcibly ripped from the body, and before it could even scream, it had already turned into pure demonic energy, which was greedily absorbed into Shi Yubai's body. Its death was even more gruesome than Xie Qingwu's.

If Min Xiao hadn't been quick to react and escape, given his previous position, he would likely have been the first to be served as the main course in this crazy feast.

As powerful demonic cores were devoured and absorbed, Shi Yubai's demonic body expanded wildly again, like an inflating balloon. In an instant, its form became as majestic as a mountain, and its previously recognizable humanoid shape completely disappeared, transforming it into a true monster, a true demon.

Its head became deformed and enormous, with countless compound eyes opening and closing erratically, flashing with chaotic and evil light; on its torso, twisted limbs and a gigantic mouth full of fangs proliferated haphazardly, and the churning demonic energy around it was no longer simply black, but a nauseating chaotic band of color mixed with filthy blood, vengeful spirits and destructive energy.

"Crack—Bang!"

The golden chains of order binding it finally let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain. Their brilliance rapidly dimmed, and fine cracks spread quickly. In the end, with a deafening explosion, they broke and shattered inch by inch, turning into countless golden specks of light that drifted across the sky, like a mournful golden rain.

The demon-sealing formation was actually broken by brute force!

The cultivators maintaining the formation were all severely injured and thrown back by the aftershocks, spitting out blood. Fortunately, they were protected and pulled away by their companions and were not crushed by some of the rubble swept by Shi Yubai.

At the same time, strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the world!

The entire sky, whether in the cultivation world or the mortal realm, was shrouded in a thick, impenetrable layer of dark blood, as if formed from endless resentment and despair.

The sun and moon have lost their light, the stars have disappeared, the howling wind carries the wails of ghosts and gods, and a deep sob comes from the depths of the earth. Rivers, lakes, and seas rise with waves even without wind, and turbid waves surge into the sky.

All living things, whether cultivators or mortals, felt a profound sense of impending doom and impending doom, an extreme panic that, like an icy tide, engulfed every soul.

A chilling intent, seemingly originating from the primordial era and carrying an indifference and trampling of all things, struck the hearts of all living beings like an invisible brand:

"The Demon Lord has descended upon the world, and all living beings are doomed!"

It wasn't a sound, yet it shook the soul more than any thunderclap.

Those with low cultivation levels collapsed to the ground, their minds and spirits shattered; even Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators felt their Dao hearts wavering, their minds clouded, and an uncontrollable tremor from their life instincts swept over their entire bodies.

The true catastrophe that will shake the heavens is about to descend.